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So I release him and crawl backward on the bed. "Time to shag, Alex."
"Oh, yes, it is time."
Alex grabs a condom from the nightstand drawer, rolling it on quickly. Then he kneels between my legs and runs his hands up and down them, his touch so delicate that a warm tingle sweeps over me from head to toe. He slides his hands under my knees and lifts until I bend them, planting my heels on the bed. When he urges me to spread my thighs for him, I do it without hesitation. As he lowers onto his hands and knees, his cock grazes my cleft, and I instinctively arch my back. That warm tingle spreads into my folds and deeper to penetrate my sex, while Alex bends his head to kiss me tenderly.
"I'd love to taste you," he murmurs, "but I might come too soon if I do that. The way you look and sound when you climax drives me mad."
"Just take me, Alex." I clench the sheets in my fingers. "Now. Please."
He pushes inside me with such delicacy that my heart pounds, and I fist my hands even harder until my fingers start to ache, but I donnae care. His length fills me up, and when he lays his body on top of mine, his chest rubs on my hard nipples.
"Oh, Alex," I moan. "You feel so good inside me."
"I love the feel of your body wrapped around me." He begins a measured pace of thrusting while he frames my head with his hands, and our gazes align as if an invisible thread binds us. "Catriona, my darling, my love."
My heart skips a beat. Did he say… I cannae think about that anymore because he's kissing me now, delicately, sweetly, while he keeps thrusting and the sensation of his hardness inside me steals every other thought I might've had. I grip his biceps as his tongue coils around mine in a slow and sensual dance, teasing me and loving me at the same time.
The climax sweeps through me in slow motion, my inner muscles gripping him in softly rolling waves as a gasping cry tumbles from my lips. Alex rises onto his straight arms and thrusts harder and faster until he comes with a strangled shout. Our lovemaking might not have been earth-shattering, but it was more intimate than anything we've shared before.
Alex collapses onto me, his head nestled against my throat and his cock still inside me.
I comb my fingers through his hair. "Alex, I love you so much."
"Cat, I—"
The phone rings.
He pulls away from me and snatches the handset off the nightstand. "Hello?"
While he listens to the caller, his expression shifts from relaxed to almost stony, as if he doesn't like whatever the caller has told him. He hangs up without saying goodbye.
I push up onto my elbows. "What was that about?"
"Nothing, love." He gets rid of the condom and kneels between my thighs again. "It's time for me to feast on you, darling. Your sweet cream is the most delicious dessert any man could enjoy."
"But Alex—"
He shoves his face between my thighs and latches on to my nub, then begins suckling it while he teases my folds with his fingers. I meant to ask him something, but suddenly, I cannae remember what it was. He drives me toward the heights of ecstasy again so swiftly that the power of it robs me of breath and scatters my wits. I come harder this time, my body bowing inward while my feet lift off the mattress and cries erupt out of me. He keeps tormenting my clit until my voice goes hoarse and I'm sobbing from the intensity of what he's done to me.
Alex lies down beside me, facing me, and tugs my body against him. "I'll give you a few minutes to recover before I do that again. And after the second time, I'll have recovered enough to sink my cock into your sweet flesh again."
"We've never done it more than twice."
"Tonight is special." He circles his finger around my nipple, his touch so delicate that it makes my heart thud. "I mean to show you everything I can't say."
"Donnae understand."
"Hush, love. Let me demonstrate for you."
I don't get the chance to say anything else. Whenever Alex touches me, I lose my mind. But when he makes love to me the way he's done tonight, I know he must feel what I do. He must love me as much as I love him. Why he can't say it, I don't know. But for this one night, I will let him show me however he wants and I won't question him.
Not tonight. But soon, he will tell me. I'll make sure of it.
Alex makes love to me for hours, with breaks to eat savory snacks and drink Talisker from the bottle. I've never been with any other man who would treat me the way Alex does, as if I'm the only woman in the world who matters, as if he never wants to be with anyone else. He whispers the sweetest words to me throughout our marathon in bed, and I've never felt closer to him than I do now.
We fall asleep tangled up in each other, and in the sheets. I sink into a deep slumber spiced up by sensual dreams of Alex. I wake in the morning feeling so good that I think I must still be asleep. But I'm not. Alex gave me this feeling. Now he lies beside me with one arm draped over my hip. Since I'm facing him, I decide to just lie here watching him sleep, loving his relaxed and almost innocent expression, as if all the things he's been afraid to tell me no longer fash him.
I could watch him sleep for hours. The masculine beauty of his body takes my breath away, and so does the idea of rousing him so we can have another poke before breakfast. But instead of doing that, I leave him sleeping and slip into a dressing gown. Then I slink out of the bedroom to make breakfast for us. Alex often rises first, which means he usually cooks for us both. Today, I want to surprise him with a good meal full of protein that will give us both plenty of energy for the day ahead. We expended a lot of calories last night.
